The Ghost City of Fengdu, formerly known as the Ghost City of Fengdu, was established in the second year of Emperor Yongyuan of the Eastern Han Dynasty. It had a history of nearly 2000 years. Located on the north bank of the Yangtze River in Fengdu County, it was also known as the Youdu, the Capital of the Ghost Kingdom, and the Town of the Divine Melody of China.
With the construction of the Three Gorges Dam, part of it had been submerged under the water. At this moment, with a muffled sound, the pillars and houses under the water seemed to be pulled by some silent force and all collapsed.
Innumerable boulders fell silently.
If someone had opened the Yin-Yang Eye, they would be able to see countless Yin spirits in the water. They were densely packed together, numbering in the hundreds of thousands!
All of them surrounded Fengdu City.
They appeared to be waiting for something, and the longer they waited, the more anxious they became. In fact, some of the Yin spirits even began to show signs of turning into vengeful apparitions.
However, at this moment, he suddenly froze.
They all raised their heads and looked towards the east.
Their movements were in unison, and they were silent as they sensed it.
A split second later, all of them flew into the air like madmen and headed straight for the City of Salvation!
Hell summons souls, no one dares to disobey!
Above the Three Gorges Dam.
Behind him was the rumbling river, and on both sides were rolling green hills.
The huge drop made the opening below look like a spectacular tsunami.
The river behind them was calm and tranquil. It was a deep blue color, giving off the feeling of an ocean.
A Taoist priest was sitting in the center of the Three Gorges Dam, which was commonly known as the "Dragon's Mouth".
Above the dam, the wind howled angrily, and the apes cried incessantly on both sides of the river, but he never opened his eyes.
"Tell me, is he a rock?"
In the workstation, an employee looked at the figure of the Taoist priest and said, "It's been ten years. He only eats one meal a month and drinks one vat of water. He just sits here. Those who don't know might think that he's suppressing something."
Before he finished speaking, the Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes.
"This is …" A look of extreme shock appeared on his calm face.
He immediately ran to the edge of the dam, "How … how is this possible?!!"
Rumble … To the mortals watching, the sky darkened. In less than ten seconds, dark clouds filled the sky, and thunder rumbled.
But in his eyes … there were no dark clouds at all.
Rather, it was the innumerable Yin spirits that were crossing the entire dam!
It screamed as it flew over his head!
Many.
Too many!
There were countless of them!
At least a million!
No … that's not all!
Like a thousand birds flying in unison, these Yin spirits formed a terrifying dark cloud that blotted out the sky!
It took dozens of minutes for the dark cloud of Yin spirits to finally dissipate.
At the same time, he suddenly heard an exclamation, "Look!
What is this?! "" My god … it can't be … How can there be so many? "" Has Necropolis' gates opened? "
He immediately looked down.
Rotting coffins floated to the surface of the raging river below.
It was hard to tell how many there were, but they actually … filled the entire Yangtze River!
Crash … At the same time, in a villa, an old man wearing a silk robe was holding a cup of tea.
His hand suddenly trembled, and the teacup fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.
"This feeling …" He immediately got up, walked to the window, and looked out. "How can this be …"
"Why do I suddenly have a feeling of palpitation …"
"It's just like … thousands of years ago when I first arrived in Hell …"
… …
Insignia University, Cao Youdao's lair.
Time trickled by, and Qin Ye continued to lie down beside the pit.
His Hell's Emissary uniform was tattered and tattered, and wisps of Yin energy lingered around his body.
His muscles were twitching uncontrollably, yet his eyes remained tightly shut.
"Haa …" After an inordinate amount of time, he abruptly straightened his body. His forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Then, almost as though he had just recalled something, he desperately looked down into the pit.
"Arti?" He tried calling out to her.
As soon as he spoke, his entire body began to ache.
Yet, he couldn't care less as he continued to stare down into the pit.
However, there was no response.
"Cough cough …" He opened his mouth to call out again, but then coughed violently and clutched at his chest. Even then, he continued to call out hoarsely, "Arthis?"
Sss sss sss … He could almost hear the echoes of his voice from the depths of the pit.
Still no response.
"Arti …" He called out for the third time. But before he could even finish, a speck of light shot straight towards him from the darkness like a meteor.
As soon as the speck of light hit the ground, it rolled down like a broken ball, almost as though it had lost all of its strength.
Thud thud thud … A lonely sound reverberated throughout the entire room. Qin Ye's lips were slightly parched, and he gently picked it up.
It was a soul sphere.
The surface of the soul sphere was covered with scorch marks. The cloth that was originally wrapped around the soul sphere was filled with countless complex Sanskrit characters, but it was now completely dull.
As soon as Qin Ye came into contact with the soul sphere, the soul sphere immediately burst apart, revealing a charred black interior.
There was no trace of Arthis's spiritual body.
Nor was there a physical body.
It was as though nothing had ever happened within the soul sphere. It was completely blank.
Qin Ye stared at the soul sphere with some measure of absent-mindedness. After a long time, he finally sighed wistfully.
"Tell me about yourself …" He carefully tucked away the strip of cloth that was wrapped around the soul sphere with a complex smile on his face, "You've been courting death from the very beginning …"
"You tried to plot against me, the protagonist of Hell. According to the law of immortality, you would have died without a doubt.
Yet, you didn't. You stayed behind and spent so much time with me. I'd originally intended to trust you, yet you decided to put up a damsel in distress. Are you trying to become a cinnabar mole in my heart?
How naive … "
He slowly put away the charred cloth, not caring about the black stains on his hands. His fingers were long and slender, neither too fast nor too slow.
"I've said it before … If you have anything, take it out and give it to me. What's the point of keeping one trump card after another?
In this world … the scariest thing is for people to die without spending all their money. "
"Look at you. The first half of your life was filled with riches and splendor, while the second half of your life was spent wandering from place to place. The second half of your life was spent wandering from place to place, and the second half of your life was spent with no one to rely on. The twists and turns of your life had led to the loss of trust of a young lady from Hell. You refused to tell me how Hell was being rebuilt, and you refused to teach me the arts of Hell. You lived by the creed of insulting me every day … And now, I'm the one who's going to collect your corpse …"
Although the cloth strip was long, there was always an end.
He curled the paper into a ball and shook his head, "Don't worry. I'll burn joss paper for you every year on this day …"
"That's quite an incisive summary of my life, isn't it?" A sinister female voice came from behind.
Qin Ye froze, and then turned back with great disbelief.
Arakshasa was standing right behind him. She was not a phantom, but a real entity.
This was the second time he had seen Arakshasa's true appearance.
And it was the most recent one.
She was beautiful.
When she wasn't in her Infernal Judge form, she was so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble.
She had an oval face, supple skin, and lips that looked like rouge. Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and limpid, and her eyebrows were sharp and beautiful.
That said, she looked incredibly disheveled right now.
Her face was abnormally pale, and her hair was fluttering wildly. Her colourful clothes had been charred black, and she stared at Qin Ye with an unfriendly gaze.
Not dead?
That's … a little awkward …
Qin Ye glanced at the soul sphere in his hand, and then glanced at Arakshasa, who had just been freed by the Harken. Then, he silently picked up the cloth strip and began to wrap it around Arakshasa's head, "Be good, this is all an illusion. It's all bubbles, and it's all a momentary spark …"
Boom!
He had only wrapped the cloth around Arakshasa's head when he was suddenly knocked back several meters by a powerful force. Then, he flew back involuntarily, right into Arakshasa's snow-white claws.
"Cough … cough cough cough cough!!" Arakshasa coughed violently, causing Yin energy to disperse in all directions.
Seconds later, she muttered darkly, "You didn't expect this, did you? To think that I would actually be able to escape from the soul sphere!"
Qin Ye desperately squeezed out a stiff smile, "About that … there might have been some small misunderstandings between us in the past …"
"Small misunderstandings?!"
Arakshasa grabbed Qin Ye by the ear and tugged viciously, causing Qin Ye to cry out in pain, "Don't … please don't!
Calm down!
The world is beautiful, and yet you're so irritable. That's not good! "
"Arti?!
Hmm?! "
Arakshasa twisted Qin Ye's ear 180 degrees, and the resentment in her heart immediately rushed out like a tidal wave.
"Lazy?!
Hmm?!
Salted fish?
Hmm!!
Coward?!!
Hmm!! "
"Arakshasa?!
Hmm!! "
"Menethil?!
Hmm!! "
Finally, he delivered a vicious kick to Qin Ye's buttocks. Qin Ye's buttocks tumbled backwards, and he was sent flying three meters away.
"Haa …" Arakshasa didn't even look at him. Instead, she stared at her own hands with great trembling, and then threw her head back and laughed uproariously, "Hahahahaha … SSSS!!!"
Boom!!
A terrifying wave of Yin energy erupted from the ground, causing the entire underground cavern to tremble violently.
Qin Ye groaned in pain. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and he forcibly suppressed it.
I've miscalculated …
How are you still alive?
Aren't you wasting my time?
Who would've thought that the Harken would actually shatter the soul sphere and release the former Infernal Judge from within?
Furthermore … Arakshasa had been far too pure and innocent over the past few months, so much so that Qin Ye had almost forgotten about her temperamental nature.
Whoosh … As soon as the wave of Yin energy erupted, it immediately calmed down. Just like Arakshasa's temperamental personality.
The dark clouds settled down, and she gasped for air greedily as her voice trembled slightly, "I'm out …"
"I'm finally out … Hehehe!!"
She laughed maniacally for several seconds, before gently tucking her hair behind her ear and glancing at Qin Ye with eyes so beautiful that it made his heart tremble, "Like I've said before, the debt between us isn't something that can be settled in a single day …"
"It's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding." Qin Ye chuckled dryly as he tightened his grip around the hilt of his saber.
How could his actions escape the notice of an Infernal Judge? Arakshasa chuckled coldly, and Qin Ye's demonhead saber flew ten meters away in an instant, before plunging straight into the wall with a resounding thud.
Arakshasa walked over to Qin Ye and gently lifted Qin Ye's chin with her black-nailed fingers.
"A mere Soul Hunter dares to show such disrespect to an Infernal Judge?
Tell me … how should I punish you? "
Qin Ye's forehead was beaded with sweat. He truly couldn't read the mood of this female ghost.
Her emotions were fluctuating.
"Speaking of which, you're not bad looking yourself."
Arakshasa smiled faintly as she opened her mouth and licked Qin Ye's cheek with her scarlet tongue, "You're very much to my liking."
"... Chief, this isn't too good, is it?
Humans and ghosts walk different paths. There's no way we'll end up together … "Qin Ye raised his hands and muttered softly.
"Are you afraid now?"
Arakshasa smiled faintly as she tightened her grip around Qin Ye's throat. Her charred clothes and black hair fluttered wildly, and her expression was incomparably vicious, "You've always addressed Rakshasa as' Arti 'and' Arakshasa '. Why didn't you ever think about what would happen to you?!!"